The Analog Black Deaf


Pay no attention to the subsequent screams,

This carriage won't see the light of day-
Fate is dancing on the roof
This is contentment from the depths of myself
And from nowhere I cry to you

Just look at what beauty has claimed,
The illusion of happiness with such blurred vision
As we walk, we walk from selflessness

With looks on fire she lured him in

Swallow this, stare right through me
When there is nothing but a dial tone
Misery loves company
But I think I'd rather sleep alone

She warned me of the sky

Lament this tragedy
One last time

All my words are fragments,
All my songs are dissonant
I try o god to be right but always seem to fall apart







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